Finally sick of the stress, he quits his job and buys fifty acres of land in Alaska as far away from humanity as possible...

He sees the postman once a week and gets groceries once a month... Otherwise, it's total peace and quiet.

After six months or so of almost total isolation, someone knocks on his door... He opens it and a huge, bearded man is standing there.

"Name's Cliff, your neighbour from forty miles up the road. Having a party Friday night. Thought you might like to come at about 5:00..."

  Good One Coke,,somehow,,I was thinkin bout a different ending,,,,